Mischief Makers: Window Clings

Everyone at the North Pole wanted to hear about the war between elf and reindeer.

“Glitter is starting to be a lot of fun,” Nim said to his elf pals as they gathered outside Santa’s workshop. “She really surprised me with the ribbon the other night. You know, I think she had the whole thing planned!”

“And then, Nim jumped out and tied me up with ribbon,” Glitter was telling all of the other reindeer outside the stables.

“What are you going to do tonight Glitter?” asked one of the reindeer.

“Oh, I don’t think I’ll do anything tonight,” Glitter said in a voice that she hoped would carry to Nim. “We’ll just leave a page or two for the boys to color.”

Then, after making sure Nim had heard her, she whispered to her friends. “I’ll tell you all about it tomorrow.”

They flew back to the house in silence, each planning their own prank to play. When they landed on the window sill, Glitter turned to Nim.

“Oh dear,” she said. “I’ve lost the coloring sheets I made for the boys. They must have fallen out when we flew over the Candy Cane Forest.”

“Huh. I didn’t see them fall out. Are you sure you packed them?”

“Of course I’m sure, Nim. I rolled them up and put them in my pouch.”

“Really?” asked Nim, doubt dripping from his voice.

“If you won’t go look for them, I will. Of course, I was going to set up the coloring station. You’ll have to haul all the crayons, markers and colored pencils from the play room.”

Nim did not want to haul crayons and markers. “Oh no!” he said quickly. “You can do the set-up. I’ll fly back and look for the pages.”

Nim flew off and Glitter smiled. Now to get to work.

First, she set up the coloring station. She pulled out the coloring sheets, which she did have in her pouch, and set them out on the table. Then, she got the new markers and colored pencils she had brought for the boys.

When all was ready, she went to the window they used to get in the house…and locked it.

“Now for the fun,” she murmured gleefully.

She waited until Nim flew back and tried opening the window.

“I didn’t see any coloring sheets in the Candy Cane Forest or Gumdrop Hill,” he said through the glass as he tried opening it. “Glitter, it’s stuck. Can you help me?”

Glitter’s smile was big and broad and her body shook with laughter.

“You didn’t lose those coloring sheets!” shouted Nim so she could hear.

“Nope!”

While he stared in amazement, she pulled out a window marker and started writing her message.